There was something to be said at losing any thought to who I was, it kept the nightmares from creeping in. It allowed me to sleep, and yet at times I am sure I would crave the rush it asks of me. This time however, is not one of them. Rest has become a very futile escape, the silence just as deafening. It can make a man feel as if he is going

It's time someone does a proper film of The Iliad. not that worthless excuse from Warner Brothers with Brad Pitt. That was a flop from casting alone. After reading through the first fee books the last couple of days it is clear this story truly comes to screen. Perhaps I shall take it on as my next project.

I guess I'm not the only one here having memory gaps. My parents noticed my necklace I got as a graduation gift, and were all "I guess he must really like you." But... I don't remember knowing him well enough to warrant it ( Read more... )

[Andreas had put himself through the most interesting of weekends, meetings he'd not intended on. Not to say it wasn't a pleasant one, but it still left questions in the air. Monday was full of interviews and photo shoots for an article as usual when he chose to showcase his face around the public eye. It was the attention he craved, and yet there ( Read more... )

[After coming out of the weeks of fending for one's life and holding down an aggressive nature that he only remembered in wars past, Achilles had felt a rush that was quite difficult to come down from. It was a high spilling blood, defending yourself in the heat of battle without knowing the outcome. It was something he only had dreams and ( Read more... )

What a relief that's over with. No more scrounging or hiding. Or being killed by those... whatever they were. What's weird is that no one seems to even have noticed. I was gone for over a week, and no one noticed ( Read more... )

[The battlefield of this place was more modern than his previous lives. But it was an adrenaline rush he knew well, and in all honesty some part of him had been looking for something to hit and kill. To make blood spill. To feel that pound in his chest and feel dirt kicked up in his face. It was a feeling any old-time warrior missed and grinned at ( Read more... )

I didn't have a mother before. My mortal mother decided to cut me off. I don't really understand this holiday all that much, but I do admit that once or twice I have thought about having children of my own ( Read more... )

[Email to Achilles]Hey... Achilles? This might sound totally weird and all, considering we don't know each other that well, but ( Read more... )

So, it's official! I've decided where I'm going to college ( Read more... )